Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

Charms, sitting next to the seat reserved for him by Hermione, looking at Draco's very restrained but still obviously very bad expression, Charles couldn't help but sigh that he was still too young.

From now on, Draco will be calm and calm, even if Astoria catches him in bed, he will not be afraid at all.

If he hadn't been beaten all over his head and turned into a ferret, Ciel would have truly believed his evil deeds.

Using some potion materials in exchange for the friendship of someone who might be the strongest wizard in the future was obviously enough for him to brag about for a lifetime, but he was still not satisfied.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been a wingman for many years, Ciel would have given him a taste of what it was like to become a ferret now.

Draco's existence can indeed save Ciel a lot of trouble. After all, the Malfoy family has a wide network of contacts, and he has access to many things that are not sold in Diagon Alley. This can save Ciel a lot of time.

After the Charms class, Ciel was separated from Draco and the new Slytherin students.

Draco didn't come forward either, he still couldn't bear to be with Gryffindors or even Mudbloods.

Fortunately, Charles didn't call him, otherwise Draco wouldn't know what to do.

Charms class ended at noon, and lunch ended with flying class in the afternoon. Although Ciel intervened, there were still many famous scenes.

Ciel used a levitation spell to catch Neville, preventing him from suffering a broken arm.

His levitation spell was very powerful, and Hermione knew this. If she couldn't catch it, and Hermione asked her about it afterwards, Ciel couldn't explain it.

Hermione was not that easy to coax, this was something Ciel had gained over the years.

But although Mrs. Hooch did not send Neville to the hospital or leave the classroom, Draco still took the opportunity to pick up Neville's memory ball. Then, regardless of Mrs. Hooch, who was so angry that she jumped, she and Harry had a chat. A chase battle.

The two people were indeed inherently at odds with each other, and Draco finally couldn't hold it back and completely gave up on gaining the friendship of Harry, a scarred man.

What happened later was almost the same as in the original work.

Hermione had been whispering in Ciel's ears about Draco's arrogance. Especially after knowing that Draco was Ciel's roommate, she felt deep sympathy for Ciel.

It wasn't that she thought Draco would bully Ciel, she thought it was bad enough to have such an annoying roommate.

She knew this very well, because Hermione felt that none of her roommates seemed to like her very much.

Time soon came to Friday.

. . .

During breakfast, Charles witnessed another famous scene. Faced with Draco's provocation, Harry scheduled a midnight duel with him.

And Ron also said the most invisible pretentious sentence in the entire main line. At this moment, Ciel expressed his willingness to call Ron the strongest.

Similarly, in the face of Draco's tireless provocation, Harry and several other freshmen began to have a personal experience of how much they disliked Slytherin House and Slytherin students.

But this has nothing to do with Ciel.

He came first, and it is difficult to change a person's first impression. If Ciel hadn't done something very bad himself, hostility would generally not spread to Ciel.

This kind of straightforwardness, even stubbornness, is one of the characteristics of Gryffindor.

The plot is still on track.

In this way, Hermione would soon accidentally enter Lu Wei's room guarding the Sorcerer's Stone because of preventing Harry and others from having a midnight duel.

A little exciting, but not dangerous.

That's fine, the first big plot is about to come, and Hermione can't escape it. She should adapt to some real life in the magical world in advance.

Taking advantage of two consecutive potions classes in the morning, Ciel sorted out the thoughts in his head and recent events, which made him a little distracted in class.

"What would I get if I added narcissus root powder to a mugwort infusion, Potter."

Snape's classic question suddenly came to his ears.

Charles breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart. He glanced at Harry who was at a loss, looked away, and continued to think.

The magic lamp couldn't bring the dead back to life. Hopefully Snape would accept that. He remembered that he had made it clear.

The famous scene ended quickly. When they were divided into groups, Hermione dragged Ciel over, Harry was still with the Ron family, and Neville was next to them.

Ciel was still a little distracted.

This resulted in him almost throwing an entire Narcissus that had not been crushed into powder directly into the wormwood infusion. Thanks to Hermione's quick eyesight and quick hands, she pinched his wrist and avoided a crucible accident.

However, Ciel felt that his wrists were a little sore from being grabbed by Hermione. The little girl was growing faster than boys of the same age.

Ciel wondered if Hermione's fourth-dimensional attributes had temporarily surpassed his own.

Just as he was about to take a look at Hermione's attribute panel out of boredom, Snape's Silent Walking skill seemed to be all lit up, and at some point, Snape seemed to be gliding and appeared next to the group of Ciel and Hermione.

To be honest, even after going through countless saves, Ciel was still shocked by Snape.

This kind of slender figure suddenly appearing next to him at the front and back doors of the class, or by the window, is simply a fear written in his genes.

"Hmph...the troll's hands and feet."

He glanced at Ciel's movements.

"Now, I probably know the answer to the question."

Ciel rolled his eyes. Question, what was the problem? Snape was of course referring to the improved formula of the age-increasing agent. He could now confirm that it was definitely not made by Ciel.

Because a person who can even do such a simple potion preparation process incorrectly cannot change such a sophisticated formula.

Okay, Charles has to admit that he is not a potion master. This thing is not like chemistry. It has strict proportions, and each potion has its most important process.

stir with wand

In other words, this is also a product of idealism

But his Potions knowledge wasn't too bad, after all, practice makes perfect, he was just a little distracted, and Ciel didn't bother to explain to the old bat.

Facing the cold air sprayed by Snape, Hermione was obviously worried, but she still didn't understand Snape very well.

Sure enough, after making a heavy snort in his nasal voice, Snape changed the topic.

"Because of your stupidity... Huh, five points from Gryffindor"

The little girl who originally looked worried turned into a confused look.

Not to mention her, even Harry and Neville, who were looking at this from a distance, looked shocked. The gloating expression on Ron's face froze and became distorted.

This also directly caused Neville's crucible at the next moment. . It exploded with a perfect "boom".

"Neville, Longbottom"

Snape made a low sound like the blades were scraping against each other on the guillotine.

Then, like a big bat on a skateboard, it slid away against the ground.

Dismissal.

The little girl still had an angry expression on her face.

“This is simply this”

"Unreasonable"

Maybe five points was nothing in Ciel's eyes, and he didn't care about the Academy Cup at all, but for the serious Hermione, this was the sky-falling thing.

Ciel wisely began to reduce his presence.

"Now I know why he was so unpopular"

"He's just too bad"

But even so, the flames of war still burned into Ciel.

"Bring the cauldron."

Hermione, who was in a rage, suddenly turned around. She stared at Charles with sharp eyes, but the latter only dared to nod silently.

"You teach me magic and I'll teach you potions."

Hermione was referring to the weekend trip to Wonderland to study.

Ciel opened his mouth. He actually wanted to say that his potion was not bad, but he just got distracted, but the next moment he realized that this was definitely a very bad answer.

And if you think about it carefully, although his potions are not bad, they may not be as good as Hermione's.

After all, she is a top student in the second grade who can brew polyjuice potion in a small cauldron.

Hermione was actually very talented in potions. After their marriage, the two went to the New World. The potions there were weird and different from those in England. In addition, Charles also had many rare and improved potion formulas in his hands. There is no finished product for sale at all.

When necessary, it was basically Hermione who brewed the potions.

So Ciel didn't refute in the end.

Seeing this, Hermione raised her chin with satisfaction, stepped on her little shoes and left.

Next to him, Harry, who had seen the complete process, patted Ciel on the shoulder with deep understanding.

"Charles, you really should come to Gryffindor. If you were in the common room, Hermione would definitely not just stare at us when doing homework."

Neville and Ron also nodded.

Charles turned his head and stared at Harry with blank eyes.

In just a few days, this guy became slick. Sure enough, the savior returned to the magic world, just like returning to his own home.

In fact, Harry was also sighing in his heart, because he felt that less than a week had passed, and Ciel seemed to have grown taller.

. . .

"Knock knock."

Evening, Snape's office.

The professors at Hogwarts are very busy, because they have to teach seven grades, and their courses are basically full, and they only have a little time in the evening.

Snape was not surprised to see Charles pushing the door open.

"seriously."

Ciel said as he walked in.

"Because of your five points, Miss Granger has been nagging me all afternoon."

"When you see the two of us, you don't think of anything emotionally."

Snape didn't even look up.

"The potion is ready."

"Now, get out of my office."

On his office desk, there are three small bottles as high as a fist placed side by side. They are exactly the age-enhancing agent that Charles needs. This thing is usually one drink for a year. Three bottles are enough for Charles to use for a period of time. It's time.

Snape must have cooked so much at once to save himself the trouble.

"Is this okay? I'll let my good friend Draco take a sip first."

Ciel put the potion away.

Snape finally raised his head. He stared at Ciel, probably thinking about what kind of bastard Ciel was. After a long while, he slowly uttered two words.

"do not worry."

Ciel turned and left.

But before leaving, he asked again.

"What did Dumbledore tell you?"

Snape's quill paused while he was correcting his homework.

But did not speak.

Seeing this, Ciel said again.

"I always need to know about Dumbledore. You are very curious about me, and I am also very curious about him. The whole thing is not as simple as you think, Severus."

"If you don't succeed this time, there will be another one, so if you have anything to say, you'd better tell me as soon as possible."

Snape stared blankly at the parchment in front of him, as if he was ready to burn a hole in it with his eyes.

After a long while, he said slowly.

"He knows about the magic lamp."

Ciel frowned.

"Is it Legilimency?"

"No feeling, but I'm not sure."

Snape is a master of Occlumency and is very confident in himself. He does not feel that his brain has been invaded.

But Dumbledore is also a master of Legilimency and the strongest white wizard in the world. Nothing is absolute. Even if he faces Dumbledore, he is not 100% sure.

Seeing Charles with a thoughtful expression on his face, a trace of revengeful pleasure seemed to flash across Snape's face, as if you too had a day that you couldn't figure out.

He waved the quill again and began to spray venom mercilessly.

"Now, we have the most intelligent person in Hogwarts, Dee, who has many secrets..."

"bang"

Ciel had already opened the door and left.